Yep.

*small chuckle. Quite the change from my last post.

This theatrical production is going to take up a lot of your time. I guess I finally get what I deserve: a drop on the priority list. 35 days and I won't even be on there at all. I'm sorry I made/make this so complicated . . . . .

*half-content sigh

Brayden loves his Tanika. :)

Interesting

I think I've figured it out, with much help from Lindsay:

Unnecessary loneliness sucks.

:D

Armenia. :) Hehehe.

Continually Learning

Ya know, the past few days have really been great! I should post more happy stuff on here more often, but I just don't really get around to it.


The thing I ask myself right now is:

When am I going to learn that she doesn't coddle?

I hope I can learn it soon.

*sigh

(Mission Call next week . . . hopefully . . . . )

Leaving . . .

Within the next week or so, I'll get my mission call. Hopefully I leave sooner than later. 

Then I can live my own life, serving the Lord.

The first two years of my adult life will pass, and I know they'll be tough, and then I can come home, and start my own life, all for me. 

I'm really starting to get tired of this whole "living at home" thing.

Life . . .

 . . . . is all about learning to get used to disappointment. 

I guess, in the past, I was so oblivious to everything that I didn't realize most things are disappointing.

This sounds really cynical, I know, but I'm allowed to be cynical right now, because I've been trying to find a job since before we went to Hawaii, and since then, I've sent out about a bajillion resumes, had three interviews, and been declined thrice. Unless you could the bajillion resumes not contacting me a decline, in which case I'da been declined a bajillion and three times. 

On happier note, my mission papers go in today, maybe, and if not, for sure tomorrow. Maybe as soon as I have my mission call things will be a little more stable. Yet, I highly doubt that for some reason, since the adversary is trying to work on me. He's doing a d*** good job at it too. I wish he'd just leave me alone.

Patience. Patience. Patience.

I wonder how many times I have to type patience before my mission call comes. We could try it!  . . . . Patience. Patience. Patience. Patience. Patience. Patience.

And now "Don't Stop Believin' " came on. Cool. Good song.

Patience. Patience. Patience. Whoa, I just totally had a flashback from my childhood. I used to ALWAYS do this when I was upset: write the same word that I have having a struggle with over and over. Expect I'd do it on paper. And for some reason, I remember it being pretty effective and therapeutic. Actually, I'm already starting to feel better. 

(5 minutes later)

Okay, I'm done writing this post. :P My diarrhea of the fingers was somewhat successful in helping me feel better. 

Send Me On My Way

I've probably posted this before, but here's a repeat:

On my way ( 12 times)

I would like to reach out my hand
I may see you, I may tell you to run
You know what they say about the young
Well pick me up with golden hands
Oh may see you, Oh may tell you to run
You know what they say about the young

Well I would like to hold my little, hand
I will run I will. I will cry I will.
I would like to hold my little, hand.
I will run I will. I will cry.

Send me on my way, on my way


This is my latest song craze. If you scroll down to the bottom of my blog, you can listen to it in the music player. I love the folk feel it has to it, but there's also something special about this song. Hmmm.

Mission Call

Today, I thought I'd have some fun on facebook, and change my status to "Brayden Santo has been called to serve in the Atlantis, Atlantic Ocean Mission!!!! I knew I had to be scuba certified for a reason!"

Lemme tell you how entertaining it's been: ummmm, if I were to say "extremely," it would be the understatement of the decade.

These are comments I've gotten:

Where in the world do you wet suit that look like church suit?

awesome! congratulations Brayden! :D

Are you serious?!!

well, I guess I was right about you having to learn a language...I don't suppose the speak English there.

COOL!! CONGRATS!!

It's been really funny, 'specially telling people I'm going to have to learn the latest form of Atlantiean Sign Language.

On a more serious note, I'm hoping to have my call within the next month. My papers will go to Salt Lake in about 12 days, and then it's 1-3 weeks after that when my call comes.

Now if only I could find another job, life would start looking up . . . .

I don't try . . .

to be obnoxious, or annoying. Really, I don't. I'm just me.

Am I obsessing unhealthily?

Allergies

Today was my worst day of the year so far. Hopefully it doesn't get this bad again.

Allergies suck, man!

And I'm only going to bed early so that I don't get sick . . . . :-/

Brilliant Ideas

1. Writing a ficition novel based on one of the Sons of Helaman. I don't think it's been done yet.

2. A computer mouse with a built in speaker. I don't think that's been done yet either.

Also: Some type of exhaust energy generator, that me and Christina are going to develop after our missions. 

It's That Time of Year!

MLeh. Hayfever *sniff.

I didn't sleep well last night, hardly at all, actually.

By the way, if anyone knows of a company looking to hire someone short-term (part-time), go ahead and let me know. I'm looking for a new job.

Yay, for life!

My mission creeps ever closer . . .

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I'm masking most feeling right now by listening to a lot of the music I listened to in Junior High School . . . . Interesting . . . .

Send Me On My Way

That's the song I'm listening to, it doesn't really have any significance. But at the same time, maybe it does. At least in those words.

Next week, I'm going to Hawaii for a week, and it's the week before finals. Honestly, I'm a bit worried, and I'm hoping I'll be able to pull it off. I think I can if I focus really hard. I don't feel as much pressure as I did when I was trying to graduate, but it still is pressure.

Hopefully soon I'll be able to get my mission papers in, as well. And send me on my way there. Every week, I go to my mission prep class, and Brother Smith gives us scenarios that just make me grin. I'm so excited to go . . .

In other news, band tour was excellent! I was glad for all the new friends I made. Right now, I'm feeling quite tired, and I'm not sure how I'm gonna pull of a 15 page research paper on Cirque du Soleil, but tomorrow I'll talk with Stacy to see how I can flesh it out. I'm particularly hungry right now, but I'm not going to eat anything because that's not healthy. I also need to start working out again. I've been slacking on my push-up and sit-up routine.

School's out in two weeks (basically) and I'm hoping I'll be able to pull off the GPA requirement for my scholarship. I'm also hoping they'll hold my scholarship, even though I'm getting my call so late after summer/fall registration. But I know that whatever happens is supposed to happen. I can always appeal before the school board, worst case scenario. But since school's going to be out soon, I've been looking for another job to pick up. I need something that will be fine with me working for only a few months, but something that pays halfway decent. I'm still keeping my job at Lekson, but I'm just under $3000 short for my mission, and I could easily pick that up (and a little extra for saving) in working a month full time for over $10.50 an hour. Maybe I'll do some freelance stuff . . . who knows . . .

Every second a second passes, and every 60 seconds a minute passes, and time continues to fly by. I'm trying my best to enjoy life, and have found that applying the principles I've been reading in "How to Win Friends and Influence People," really help to make me feel happy. So do the principles in the Book of Mormon. I'm striving, especially now, to complain less, and serve people more than I serve myself.

I often pause to look with my eyes, and occasionally what I behold is truly amazing. (Maybe I'm just turning this blog into a regurgitation of what's been going on in my brain for the past howeverlong. It is midnight, anyway.) All too often I take advantage of my senses, and I think my humanities class has really helped me to look around.

The song has changed now (actually long ago) to 99 Red Balloons. I don't really have much to say about it.

The other day, I had some flashbacks from my childhood. Living in Bogota, Columbia, as well at St. Louis. I'm not sure why I had them, but it was fun. And I'm pretty sure this post is just turning into a reason for me to stay up. But I don't really care, because I don't.

*laughing

Man, I'm going crazy. Life is great. And I've got tons of stuff on the mind! Is this what it's like to be an adult? It's not that I'm complaining, because somehow I enjoy it. Maybe I'm just tired. Maybe I should go to sleep. At the same time, I've seemed to forget how therapeutic blogging can be! I should probably start writing in a journal again, but for the longest time, I posted just about every day on this blog, and I kindof counted it as my journal.

Boy . . . . I can't wait for my mission. 143 days to the big one-nine.

Weekend

Wow.



That was hard.



Still counting down the days . . . 160 days, 6 hours, 56 minutes, but hopefully sooner than that . . .

Or, only about 230816 minutes.

Clocks keep ticking, and I'm trying to enjoy every second of it.

After A 99 Day Hiatus . . .

. . . I'm back. And blogging. :) It's been about 142,560 minutes since I posted last, and, due to popular request, I'm gonna start blogging again. Actually, it wasn't such a popular request, just my English professor. No one actually seemed to miss my blog, but today in class, Stacy said that I was lame because I stopped blogging, and I told myself that when someone complained that I was gone, I was gonna start posting again. So there you are Stacy! Not so lame anymore, am I? ;)

ANYWAY!

Let's see . . . . Life has drastically changed since I last posted. Lemme go look at my last real post. *goes to look. Ah ha! It looks as though my last post was about my new job! Which isn't so new anymore, but I'm still loving it. Take my word for it, doing tech support for a product that rarely breaks and basically works itself is a great thing! I'll be moving on in a few months though, because I'm currently in the process of filing my MISSION PAPERS!!! :D Within the next several months, I'll receive my mission call, and be headed out!

Currently, I'm dreaming of Cirque du Soleil, going to school, playing in a cover band, doing the occasional magic trick to a random stranger, as well as working. I've also been taking an evening mission prep class on Tuesday nights. I'm ready to go, but I'll leave when I'm supposed to, and where I'm supposed to go. Tanika keeps me motivated and focused, and she's such a soul for doing it, even though I make her feel bad sometimes. Right now, she's what I needed, and I'm really glad that I have her. :)

Other than that, I take care of my frog, and try to watch out for my little brothers. My instrument collection grows larger, and I read my scriptures every day now! It's a glorius thing!

We just came home from Tucano's and I'm full of meat, so I'm gonna go digest now . . .